09/24/01
4:56 pm I am peanut butter on graham crackers. I am an empty bag of sour cream and onion baked lays. I am fake chicken parmesan made with bocca chic�n patties, mozzarella cheese and tomato sauce. I am scatagories. I am winning, but not by much. I am remembering how intense it used to get when we all played at school. I am the very much lowered levels of competition with my friends now. I am new friends. I am fan-tastic new friends. I am trying not to seem like such a dork, but knowing that they really don�t care and loving them for that. I am 80�s hair bands and a fascination with the angry inch. I am rockstar and superstar and definitely a hyper-hypo. I am two-slumber-party-weekends. I am night-time-topless-swimming and a bottle of wine divided by three. I am remembering a time when I *hated* the three-person dynamic, yet now realizing that I had a lot of growing up to do. I am not jealous or afraid that I may become that way. I am a possible dog and pony show, ovary-action and feminist facelift. I am needing to leave work and start working out. back to "i am"
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